Grumble And Giggle Doors Novels & Stories

I was so lost that it was bringing back the horrible childhood memories of getting lost in the maze of mirrors at the county festival that came to town every year. We finally came up to these huge double doors. They looked to be made of red oak, with very intricate details carved into them. One door had what looked to be demons and the other door had what looked like angels or goddess on it. Both looking at each other like they were charging at each other, getting ready for a battle.

-NIA’S “Um,” I cleared my throat and uttered the ridiculous entry code. “Rim-bim-bim-bim.” The slot in the door slammed shut. A series of locks clanked and clicked before the door squeaked open on rusty hinges. I swallowed thickly and stepped inside. The tubular wind chimes above my head sang as they brushed my high ponytail. Being heedful, my eyes scanned the habitat, checking for others.

Long, leaf covered vines strung the expanse of at least two thirds of the entire building. A large wooden sign that read ‘TwentyOne’ in large Old English lettering that was burned into the wood, hung off a set of chains that were centered across the top peak above the door. The door itself looked to be oak, and it was completely solid. There was a large iron knocker in the center of the door that looked like a Griffin.

) "Oh go on then, stuff yourselves in like sardines, see if I care - I'm going home...." 9) "Please allow the doors to close. Try not to confuse this with 'Please hold the doors open'. The two are distinct and separate instructions." 10) "Please note that the beeping noise coming from the doors means that the doors are about to close. It does not mean throw your self or your bags into the doors." 11) "We can't move off because some idiot has their hand stuck in the door" 12) "To the gentleman wearing the long grey coat trying to get on the second carriage - what part of 'stand clear of the doors' don't you understand?"

Anna joined her friends as they tried to open the door, but it refused to budge one bit. Catherine had gone as far as to attempt to break the door down but it was modified with a special type of iron very similar to silver. Vivian immediately broke down and started crying loudly, her face covered in tears and snot as she told them in distress. "This is bad, this is so bad...what are we gonna do now?!"

look is popular. My closet creaks like a dying deer as I throw open the door, and I glare at the old metal hinges for a moment before stomping off to my kitchen for the WD-40. I oil up those bad boys and give the door a few test swings. I’ve been considering replacing the whole thing since the door’s a flimsy piece of shit with some warping on the bottom. Maybe Grady would let me borrow his truck for a trip to Home Depot. Not a problem for tonight though. Tonight, I’m on the prowl.

Flora snickered again, the absurdity of it all making her head spin. As Flora continued to fiddle with the lock, her giggles grew louder, echoing softly in the still morning air. Just as she thought she was making progress with the lock, the door suddenly swung open from the inside, causing her to stumble forward. She caught herself against the doorframe and looked up, startled.

With grey marble pathing the floors with a glossy shimmer… this was more tolerable since it felt like the light from the windows lightened them up. Prince Kavan shifted the weight of his father on his shoulders so that he was able to twist the old grey door handle to open their room. It squeaked… all the ironmongery and mechanisms in this grand manor seemed to squeak and need oiled – he noted mentally at this.

It spoke angrily, and then its eye closed, falling silent as if it were completely ignoring me. “No... no, please, I didn’t mean... to offend, but I really need help!” I pleaded nervously, trying to knock on the door again, but it refused to speak to me anymore. "Listen here, darling, first! What you're doing is aggression; you can't just hit me because I'm made of wood. Second, Gilda doesn't take new clients, only the old ones who have already worked with her, so don’t waste your time and go back to where you came from!" The door said harshly.

I covered my eyes slightly and turned to look away. The knock got louder and louder. "Oops, sorry, pardon me, coming through". I said as I walked on the tiles to answer the door. "Watch where you are going moron!" I turned to see what said that. OMG! I gasped with my hand in my mouth to see my pillows doing threesome with my mattress. I opened the door menacingly to see another door. I opened the second door to see a smaller door. The more I opened the doors, the more it decreases in size.